Somebody To Love

So, I feel bad for saying that Fuge was awesome.

That's like saying that VidCon was awesome.

It just doesn't say half of what happened.

On one of those forays into flirtation with that one missionary, [Who was Chelsea, just fyi.] we spent an hour in LifeWay hanging out when we were both supposed to be eating and recouping. We discussed books, life, bible studies, youth ministry, the fact that both our mothers hate who we can be at times. We shared life for a bit.

On another time, when we were supposed to be sleeping, or getting ready for bed, we actually stood outside discussing the nature of God, mountains, Chinese water torture, a certain love/hate relationship of airports, the snow storm that put her in Dulles for a few days or something like that right after a ten day missions trip to the Roma people. [She was working this event, and supposed to be on time. We were both half an hour late for lights out, and nearly an hour late for in rooms. Jus' sayin'.

The reason I loved this trip so much, is because I saw these kids rise up as leaders. They came in to their own on this trip.

Many of them came and approached me about topics close to their hearts. A few talked of being baptized.

I stayed up until one o'clock one night to discuss the book of Revelation, and how everyone knew what it was that Jonah prayed inside the whale. [One particular 7th grader forgot that Jonah also was vomited out of the whale, and that he actually wrote the book of Jonah.]

I was sleep deprived the entire time. I was emotionally, and physically drained. [We were on a mountain. So my knee hurt a lot. (Have I told ya'll about my knee? Hmmm.)] But, I was by far the most spiritually filled I'd ever been.

I've told you guys that I'm going to be a youth minister.

But, ya'll. This whole experience made me really, really accept it.

I bought a thirty dollar bible study on missions work that I plan on doing with these kids.
I prayed with them. Bought them food. Encouraged them. Hassled them.

Jeremiah 20: 9
But if I say, "I will not mention him
or speak any more in his name,"
his word is in my heart like a fire,
a fire shut up in my bones.

I am weary of holding it in;

indeed, I cannot.

ARTIST: QUEEN